This afternoon, my ever questioning son inquired as to the meaning of ‘pet peeve’. Not quite getting it, he asked if our pets have pet peeves. If Butthead could talk, he might say an empty food bowl annoys him but otherwise he’s pretty easygoing.
Somewhere, a remnant remains from my previous life; a very sarcastic list of things I “hated”. I’d say I’ve grown up beyond this list which may have included prior disgust for yappy dogs and pierced eyebrows. However, I must admit I still have a few items that lurk on a personal pet peeve list.
Here are some pet peeve words that make my skin crawl. Off the top of my head, these include:
- hiney – the back end of a child possibly in need of spanking or wiping.
- kiddos – another word for children reducing them to objects or baby goats.
- nom nom – possibly a derivation of ‘num num’ but infinitely more annoying.
- inappropriate – those who utter this judgmental adjective are probably afraid of the pictures of them with the adult goats getting out. Because there a bit too much of the protest there to not suspect something.
The peeve I’m anxiously awaiting the re-occurrence of ( NOT) is people lunging at my belly with open eager touchy hands when they see I’m pregnant. I’m thinking of carrying caution tape in my pocket to ward off the lungers. And I’m not even including those things that my family do that drive me nuts. Those are just called buttons.
Surely I have more general twitchy triggers that I can’t think of now. But I feel better already for purging these here. Love to hear all about yours please.